Aarti Roy
- She loved dancing in rain,
Amphan snatched everyone and left her in pain,
Shattered she sat cuddled up in her shovel,
Gazed at the flickering light of the lantern.
The pitter-patter on the tin shed,
Rains were calling her to dance again,
Shutting her ears with her hands,
She covered her torso with hay strands,
The petrichor cast a spell,
Chills froze her torso,
The pain of caged soul was unbearable,
The confined soul turned desolate!
As the pitch night marked the advent of dawn,
Basking in utopian warmth,
It’s now or never she thought,She rose and swayed in arms of the wind,
Fell from the hills like a waterfall,
Danced like a river making her way!
Nice one
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Rising after a fall… Good one!
Thank you so much dear for reading and leaving a lovely comment!❤️
Beautiful. Rising up after the fall
Thank you Ma’am for reading and loving my poem. It means a lot ❤️
Very nice
Thank you dear for reading and loving it ❤️
Very nice, Arti😊
Thank you so much dear for reading and loving it ❤️
Nice one💚💚💚
Thank you so much Maam for reading and loving it.❤️
Indeed one life! Profound piece Aarti.
Loved loved loved it😍😍😍😍
Thank you so much sweetest friend ❤️🤗.
Beautifully written poem, Aarti!
Nikita Thank you so much for reading and loving it. Appreciation always acts as a catalyst ❤️
Nice one.
Thank you so much for reading and loving it.❤️
Love your poetry 🙂
Rianka, thank you so much dear❤️. It means a lot.
Lovely last lines, courage and pain shine through you poem, loved it Aarti Roy.
Thank you so much Mumtaz for a lovely feedback ❤️🤗
Such a lovely one 💚
Thank you so much Darling ❤️🤗